Grey skies
admin Grey skies, sad eyes, cataclysmic shocks. Vicious words, hurt and pain, heart breaks, whiskey bottles, broken windows and teardrops, teardrops filled with sorrow, more than an ocean or a seas…
September 2025
Imagination
Imagination. I imagined a nation, whilst sat waiting at the bus stop in the rain, I imagined a nation without anger, without violence, without suffering and pain, I imagined visions…
